Chapter 1720

The Third Elder burst into loud laughter.

"Xu Zilong, you've really become more and more useless — you can't even beat a fifth-tier early-stage expert!"

"Hahaha, your Xu family can't be relied on in the future either!"

His tone was extremely arrogant.

"However, considering you still have some value, I won't kill you!"

After saying that, he left the place directly.

He did not notice that a smug smile had appeared on Ximen Wudi's face.

He quickly transmitted the Third Elder's words to Xu Zichen.

"Brother, the Third Elder agreed to help rescue you! He's leaving now, let's follow him quickly, don't let him shake us off!"

"Mm, I understand."

Xu Zichen immediately agreed.

Ximen Wudi quickly ran ahead to lead the way.

He said proudly, "Look, I've invited the Third Elder. This time, we finally won't be bullied anymore."

Xu Zichen ignored him.

Although the Xu family was a colossal power, over the years it had declined, and very few people paid attention to news about the Xu family.

Therefore, Xu Wenlong and Ximen Wudi generally rarely stirred up trouble outside.

They had also never witnessed the Third Elder's strength.

Xu Wenlong and the Third Elder were blood brothers, and their relationship was extremely close.

The Third Elder's cultivation had already reached the sixth tier!

Even the Family Head might not be his match!

This was also why he was so arrogant within the Xu family!

Xu Wenlong led them, quietly following behind Ximen Wudi, and soon saw the friend Ximen Wudi had mentioned.

Ximen Wudi led them through the tree-lined path, and finally saw Xu Zichen!

Xu Zichen's appearance had aged considerably compared to before.

However, his eyes radiated an unusually resolute gleam!

He was standing on a hillside, gazing into the distance.

The moment Xu Zilong saw Xu Zichen, he froze on the spot!

He hadn't expected that Xu Zichen was still alive!

What was going on?

Wasn't Xu Zichen a useless loser?

Xu Wenlong wondered with some confusion.

"Big Brother, look!"

Ximen Wudi pointed at the foot of the mountain.

Xu Wenlong's gaze also looked over.

He saw a man in black standing before Xu Zichen.

That man had a burly, muscular build, standing a full two zhang tall, looking like a stone stele, giving off an insurmountable pressure!

A string of prayer beads was also hanging on his wrist.

Xu Wenlong saw that the shape of those prayer beads resembled a giant skull!

A strange glow emanated from the prayer beads.

Endless greed surged up in Xu Wenlong's heart!

He had never imagined that beside a useless loser, a seventh-grade spiritual treasure would be hidden!

And this was just a small prayer bead!

One must know, this was a seventh-grade spiritual treasure!

Their Xu family only had one, possessed by the Family Head!

But now...

Intense flames of jealousy shot from Xu Wenlong's eyes!

In Xu Zichen's hand was gripped a long sword.

It was a long sword entirely pitch-black, its blade incomparably sharp, with a chilling killing intent flowing across it!

Xu Wenlong couldn't help but draw in a cold breath!

This was a sword of an ancient fierce beast!

This sword was a treasure left behind by the Xu family's ancestors.

It was said to have been left behind by an ancient fierce beast!

It was said that ancient fierce beasts were primordial great demons, with extraordinary strength; once they matured, they could slash through the void and ascend to the immortal realm.

This sword was the weapon of an ancient fierce beast, and also something left behind by an ancient great demon!

How could something left behind by an ancient great demon be an ordinary object!

Even the Xu family's Laozu Sect had once thought of subduing the ancient fierce beast.

Unfortunately, he simply couldn't do it!

And in Xu Zichen's hand was a black jade token.

A black snake was carved on the black jade token.

That black serpent, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, seemed like a black flood dragon about to break free of its shackles — vivid and lifelike, as if at any moment it might burst from its black scales and armor, transform into a flood dragon, and soar through the heavens, swallowing clouds and breathing out mist.

It was precisely by relying on this black jade token that Xu Zichen had managed to escape from the Xu family and enter the Xu family secret realm.

And now, the black jade token in his hand was the key to entering the Xu family secret realm.

Xu Zilong's gaze could not help but fall upon the black jade token.

His face was filled with greed.

"Heh heh, who would have thought that this black jade token would actually fall into the hands of that good-for-nothing Xu Zichen. Looks like Xu Zichen's fate is really something!"

Xu Zilong muttered to himself, and the look he cast toward Xu Zichen grew even more sullen.

"Second Young Master, what should we do?"

Ximen Wudi asked in a low voice.

"Of course we kill Xu Zichen and snatch his black jade token. Such a fine thing can only belong to me!"

Xu Zilong said coldly.

A cold glint flickered in Ximen Wudi's eyes.

"I'll follow your arrangements!"

He nodded.

The two of them continued heading toward the foot of the mountain.

As Ximen Wudi walked and walked, he suddenly felt a pain in his back. Lowering his head to look, he found that a stone had scraped and wounded his back.

Xu Zilong gave a cold snort.

"Hmph, with that little bit of weight you've got, you dare fight over it with me?"

Ximen Wudi said angrily: "Big Brother, you're really going too far. I clearly already threw the match, so why are you still grabbing me?"

A savage expression surfaced on Xu Wenlong's face.

"Who told you to steal my money pouch? You can't escape this crime, so you can only blame your own bad luck!"

1553 Ximen Wudi retreated step after step.

"Besides, you just stole my things and then snuck away. I haven't even settled that account with you yet, and now you dare talk back to me!"

"Are you tired of living?"

Ximen Wudi's face also turned ugly.

He clenched his teeth and glared furiously at Xu Wenlong.